Town Wakes Up To Giant Sinkhole, Then An Expert Tells Them This

Something Watches

As they descended, Carla felt a tingle in her spine. “Do you feel that?” she whispered. Eddie nodded, eyes wide. “Like we’re being watched.” The tunnels grew tighter, rougher. The markings changed, more jagged now—scratched, not carved. The hum returned, louder. Deeper. “We’re close,” Carla said, though she wasn’t sure to what. Every footstep echoed longer than it should have.